May 27-28, 2018, Carson City- I got into Carson City, and a long-time friend’s house, around 10:15, on Sunday night. I’ve been here, each year since 2012, on either Memorial Day or Independence Day. The members of Family S have been like biological family to me, for far longer-since the early 1990’s.
So, a stop up here has been a precursor to my summer time excursions, whether I’m headed northwestward or am eastbound. I’ve known some family members since they were tweens and now am honoured by the presence of Princess B. She will remain off-screen here, per my own policy when it comes to children, but B. is a highly intelligent and imaginative young lady and nobody will lay a hand on her, by my lights- or those of her grandmother, let alone on her parents’ watch.
Monday was spent in study of a Baha’i text that deals with consultation. This is a practice that is sorely needed, not just in this country, but across the globe. How many times have I found friends, even from other parts of the world, not opening their minds and hearts to other points of view? The text I studied yesterday reminds us that no one person has all the answers, nor does any one group. We watched a PBS documentary on the many aspects of warfare, after the study session. Failure to view people outside one’s group, community or nation as human, or worthy of respect, has been the single greatest underlying cause of warfare, throughout history. This is true, regardless of the cause of record.
All day today, Tuesday, I have thought of the world being left to B and her contemporaries, and to my grandchildren, yet unconceived, unborn. She, her grandmother and I enjoyed a lovely Chinese buffet, shopped for things we needed at Target and Best Buy and came back for a “group project”, involving a streaming device and antennas. Then, we enjoyed pancakes, including two heart-shaped gems.
Those of you who have followed me , for the past several years, know that I have regularly come across heart-shaped items, both in natural and urban settings. Here is a view of one heart-shaped pancake, before it was claimed by its rightful owner, our indomitable warrior princess.
This visit was way too short, we all agreed, before B left with her father. Tomorrow, I may connect for a bit with another WP reader, not far from here, before heading across Nevada and Utah. Hopefully, I will also connect with extended family in Colorado and friends along the eastward route. The centerpiece of this trip, my youngest niece’s wedding, looms three short week from now.